Back to the Wasteland

The desire for stasis,

to stay the moment

yet in stasis desire

the consuming fire

The love of conversion,

consuming the natural

moment, points us

back to the wasteland

For the course of change

is the course that brings

of course the actual,

the muted life

The appearance & appeasement

the decadent & decedent

all lie back in the wasteland

And the discipline

of grinding erudition

that is poetry, comes

only with elimination

Of emotion, and its 

apostate, love

while the gate opens

back to the wasteland

Admittedly there’s some loss

and in loss a dimming fire

but it is this excellent squelch

that makes someone else

And separates the common mind

from verse and rhyme

back in the wasteland

I will then express myself

as someone else

who has fled the feeling

of this intense revealing

And with that revelation

I’ll buy a libation

and be at last,

back in the wasteland

8/16/09